lunedì 24 luglio 2017

I wanted to fly, You taught me to swim,

I wanted to fly,
You taught me to swim
I loved the sky,
You clipped my wings.
Now you protest,
When the water drowns me,
But you didn’t see,
We were opposites,
Not meant to be.
I may become the finest
Swimmer around
But my eyes will solace
In the clouds
Even when I’m on the ground,
It hurt, It really stung,
When water spoiled my wings
And my dreams to fly
Were permanently gone.
Only thing that helps
To dive in
Is that the water reflects,
the colours of “My Skies” within.

-HF